The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

"Master!"

Xingkong cried out in grief, ran to the edge of the cliff, and almost jumped down.

He looked down and saw only thick fog and rolling dark clouds. There was no trace of the old wizard.

"Hahahaha!"

Luo Shihao's wild laughter could be heard from the sky.

"The old bald donkey thinks too highly of himself. With his hundreds of years of cultivation, he wants to save the souls trapped in prison. What wishful thinking!"

"If he didn't jump, he could still use his cultivation and the power of the Five Thousand Mountains to fight me for a few days. Now that he's jumped, hahahaha, let's see who can stop me! Little girl, just surrender obediently. Your Heavenly Witch Ziyun can't trap me!"

The clouds twisted and expanded violently, and wisps of black mist appeared in the valley. More and more ghosts and evil spirits were sucked upwards into the clouds.

Lin Manqing did feel the strain.

If the stalemate continues like this, her magic power will be exhausted soon. However, Luo Shihao, by borrowing the power of the living soul, not only does he not need to consume magic power, but he can also use the living soul to replenish the strength of the ghost cultivator who has been suppressed in the living prison for many years.

Lin Manqing also has a trump card, which is the Xirang inlaid on the Ziyun Ruyi.

She had wanted to use the Xirang to seal off the valley and completely separate Shengxian Prison from Mount Wutai. However, in this way, the souls in Shengxian Prison would not be able to get out, and Xirang would likely affect the direction of the entire Taihang Mountain's veins.

This is also a last resort.

Huideng jumped down, but there has been no movement since then. It seems that Xirang is the only option left.

Lin Manqing was turning the Ruyi in her hand over, emitting five-colored divine light, and was about to seal the Shengxian Prison with Xirang, when suddenly a loud bang was heard in her consciousness.

A strong light lit up from the bottom of the valley, filling the entire valley in an instant, breaking through the thick black fog, and from the gaps in the black fog, it turned into beams of light and rushed into the sky.

Chanting was heard from the void, like the whispers of Buddhas or an ancient mantra.

A rainbow appeared in the sky, covering the entire valley horizontally.

The black fog slowly sank in the rainbow light and fell back to the bottom of the valley.

"How could this be?"

Luo Shihao was shocked. He controlled the dark clouds around him and continuously released black silk to connect with the soul energy at the bottom of the valley, trying to continue pulling the living souls up, but the black silk dissipated as soon as it penetrated like a rainbow light.

"Impossible! Old bald donkey, what on earth did you do? This is impossible! Old bald donkey, your five hundred years of cultivation simply cannot save the entire Prison of Life!"

Luo Shihao yelled.

"Master!" Xingkong saw a rainbow penetrating the mountain and knew that his master had already passed away. A sad look appeared on his face and he recited sutras silently in a low voice.

Lin Manqing knew that the opportunity was not to be missed, so she took advantage of Luo Shihao's panic, pulled out the phoenix hairpin on her head, and slashed it in the air.

A flame shot up into the sky and took the shape of a bird, which spread its wings and rushed into the black cloud.

With a loud bang, flames lit up half the sky red.

The entire dark cloud was broken up, and the burning fire cloud drifted to the west.

All that was left in the sky was a human figure surrounded by flames.

"Spirit of the Suzaku?"

Luo Shihao shook off the flames on his body, revealing his true form.

"When did the Heavenly Witch lineage become involved with the Church of Light?"

Lin Manqing sneered and said, "The Holy Lord has returned to his throne, and all things are of the same origin."

“Hahaha, don’t use the Holy Lord to scare me! Little girl, don’t think that you can control me without the power of the living soul. The old bald donkey jumped into the Living Prison and cut off my soul roots, but also freed me. Don’t forget, I am the Ghost King of Fengdu. After leaving the Living Prison, I am still the Ghost King!”

After saying this, his body shook, turned into a ghost, and disappeared into the void.

Lin Manqing suddenly felt a cold wind blowing on her face, a purple light flashed, a purple cloud blocked in front of her, and then the phoenix hairpin moved, and the ignited flames rolled forward.

The cold wind disappeared in an instant, leaving no trace.

Lin Manqing knew that Luo Shihao was a ghost cultivator who could be real or fake, real or fake, and difficult to predict. She had to locate his true body in advance in order to hurt him.

Moreover, Luo Shihao's cultivation is extremely high. He was suppressed in the Living Prison for a thousand years and just came out, so his cultivation has not yet recovered. Otherwise, he might not be his opponent.

Lin Manqing was ready for battle.

The cold wind attacked again and was blocked by the purple cloud. However, when the fire fought back, Luo Shihao disappeared again.

Lin Manqing couldn't help but frown, and suddenly remembered what Huideng said before he jumped off the cliff, so she shouted to Xingkong: "Go down the mountain and ring the bell!"

Xingkong was stunned for a moment, then he understood, stepped into the air, and walked down the mountain.

A chilly wind blew in from midair, blocking his path. Originally, he could cross half of the mountain with one step, but now his legs seemed to have stepped into a swamp, unable to move at all.

A demon-like creature appeared in front of him, with fangs and claws bared, and pounced towards him.

Xingkong raised the cymbals and slammed them together with force, making a loud bang that shook the mountains.

The cymbals clearly clamped the ghost's head, but the ghost's face emerged from the gap of the cymbals, opened its bloody mouth, grew fangs, and bit towards him.

A flame shot out and burned towards the ghost face along Xingkong's face.

With a hissing sound, the ghost face disappeared, leaving only a wisp of strange black smoke in the void.

"Go away quickly, I'll catch it!" Lin Manqing shouted.

The sky was filled with purple clouds and the Vermillion Bird was circling, entangling Luo Shihao's ghost body.

Xingkong was liberated, stepped down from Yedou Peak, arrived at the bell tower of Xiantong Temple, and rang the Netherworld Bell.

The bells rang, and the sound echoed around the mountains.

Although the Five Peaks Formation has been broken, the Netherworld Bell can still reverse the earth's energy and stimulate the Buddha's power condensed in Mount Wutai.

Then you can see the faint Buddha's light above the five peaks.

In the void to the west, the sound of bells lingers.

The Buddha's light gradually condensed into an image, like five giant Buddhas sitting cross-legged in the air.

The Buddha's light in the sky illuminated Luo Shihao's figure.

The big Buddha stretched out his palm and locked onto the ghost king's shadow.

The other Buddha's palms on the West Peak pushed horizontally towards Ye Dou Peak.

The Buddha's palm on Ye Dou Peak fell from the sky.

"hateful!"

Luo Shihao cried out, he did not expect that Mount Wutai still had such a strong Buddhist power, while his own cultivation had been suppressed for thousands of years and was not even at the eleventh level of its peak.

Unfortunately, Ye Doufeng is at the northernmost part of Mount Wutai. If it were in the middle, with the five Buddhas coming together, Luo Shihao would have no way to escape.

Luo Shihao fled to the north without thinking.

But as soon as he moved, he ran head-on into a purple light.

It turned out that Lin Manqing was waving Ruyi, and the purple cloud of Tianwu spread out, covering the entire Yedou Peak, blocking the way to the north.

"Silly girl, you and I have no grudge against each other, why do you have to kill me? Get out of the way quickly. With your strength, the most you can do is die together with me!" Luo Shihao threatened.

Lin Manqing didn't say anything.

There is no point in saying more at this time. People like Luo Shihao are either relatives or enemies. Since he cannot walk the same path as Li Muchen, he will definitely retaliate in the future and become enemies.

Moreover, if such evil spirits were released, they would cause endless harm.

So Lin Manqing didn't answer at all. She was determined to help Li Muchen get rid of this powerful future enemy even if it meant dying together with him.

The Vermillion Bird flew up, flames blazed the sky, and at the same time, the Ruyi emitted a five-colored divine light.

Luo Shihao was shocked when he saw the five-colored divine light.

"This...this is..."

While he was stunned, the soul of Suzaku had already pounced on him.

And behind him and above his head, the Buddha's palm had already arrived.

At this moment, the water in the Black Dragon Pool below suddenly boiled. A black light shot out, grabbing Luo Shihao like a chain, and pulled him down violently, pulling him into the Black Dragon Pool, and disappeared in an instant.

The five Buddha's palms collided with each other and turned into Buddha's light all over the sky.

Lin Manqing suddenly felt that the starlight in front of her eyes was scattered and she could not see anything clearly. All she could hear in her ears was the buzzing Buddhist mantras.

She couldn't care about Luo Shihao anymore and could only use Tianwu Ziyun to protect herself and keep her soul together.

After a long while, everything finally quieted down.

Lin Manqing withdrew Ziyun, put away Ruyi and Fengchai, stood on Yedou Peak, looked to the west, but there was no sign of Luo Shihao.

Although there are still temples among the peaks of Mount Wutai, the hidden Vajra Buddha power has disappeared without a trace.

Lin Manqing landed at the edge of the Black Dragon Pond, looked at the crystal clear water, and probed into it with her spiritual sense, but found nothing.